Crash Crack Testo

just wanna play with old-fashioned toys just wanna fight against ten soldiers lying in a bed with ten thousand girls playing fortune with their holy minds truth is always hidden somewhere under million tons of gold i don't believe in their promises but i am really confused about that fools look if you find a piece of my life which doesn't fit into expactation Swiss-Air breathing gentlemen who all pretend to be social heroes! crash, crack, where's your head/nose/hand